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 Oh, they ll deliver them to the house. She said carelessly.
We stopped for a soda on one occasion and then Desdemona
decided that she needed shoes. Thereafter she followed exactly
the same process that she had done with the dresses; trying on
everything in sight, paying for some and walking away.
 It is just as well that you are having them all delivered, Des,
I would have had to get a truck to carry everything that you have
bought.
 I think that I am going to have my hair done, Freddie. You go
do whatever you have to do and meet me here in an hour and a
half.
 Sorry Des, I can t do that. I have to keep you in sight at all
times.
 Well, you are not coming into the hair salon with me. That s
where I pick up all the latest gossip and you will stop the other
ladies from talking.
 I will watch you from outside. Tell them that you want a chair
near the window.
She went inside and took a chair where I could see her but was
nevertheless toward the back of the salon; as everybody said: she
was uncontrollable.
I found a pillar to lean against and amused myself for a while
 listening into the conversations of people milling about on the
level below. When I looked up again Desdemona had her head in a
hairdryer and was reading a magazine.
I turned away and my eye fell on a face I recognized. It was the
man that Spike had called Butch. He towered above most of the
people milling around in the mall courtyard below me. I saw him
talk to the much shorter man beside him.
 She ll be up at the beauty salon on the next level up. Her only
guard will be that little punk that Spike wants us to terminate. To
avoid too much trouble in the mall, we don t just grab them. We go
in as police officers and arrest both of them.
They were headed for the escalators even then; I had no time to
lose. I dashed into the salon and grab Desdemona by the hand.
 Come on, we are out of here. Two of Spike s thugs are coming
up to this level and they know that we are here.
 Don t be ridiculous, Freddie, how could they know that we are
here? I didn t know that I was going to get my hair until the thought
occurred to me ten minutes ago.
 I heard them talking. They are going to come in here as cops
and arrest us then they will kidnap you and kill me.
 Freddie, you are talking nonsense. How could you hear them if
you were up here and they were on the lower level.
 I haven t time to argue with you, Desdemona. Come
immediately!
She opened her mouth to object and I threw the pinafore over
her head and hoisted her onto my shoulder and headed for the fire
escape.  Charge it to the Mayor! I shouted to the girl at the cash
desk of the salon.
I sprinted as fast as I could go with Desdemona shouting at me
to put her down. I had to clap my hand over her mouth and drag
her into an open stock room close to the sealed fire escape. I pulled
the door closed and the Yale lock clicked into place.
I heard heavy footsteps in the mall passageway as our pursuers
ran to the fire escape.
 Where in hell did those two get to? I heard Butch bellow.
 Maybe they ve gone to that Jaguar. Shouldn t we go down there
in case they try to get away? The other man said.
 Yeah, Barney, you go down there and guard that Jaguar. I m
gonna look around here a bit more.
I saw him try the door handle to the stock room but the Yale
lock convinced him that we couldn t have got through it.
His footsteps faded down the passageway and I removed my
hand from Desdemona s mouth.
 Now did you hear that woman? They were after us just as I said
they were. I hissed in her ear.
 Okay! Okay! So they knew where we were. They must have
followed us. I heard them mention the Jaguar. She hissed back at
me.  How long are we going to have to stay here?
 We can t leave until Jeejay gets here. Let me have your cell
phone so I can call him. I told her.
 I left it in my purse back at the salon.
 Damn it! Mine is in the Jaguar.
With the door closed there was very little light in the stock
room. There was a small window high up in one wall but it was so
begrimed with dust that it was almost opaque.
I walked around the stock room looking for something that
might be useful to me but apart from cardboard cartons on shelves I
could not make out very much.
 Do you think that we could risk switching on the light in here?
I asked Desdemona.
 He will see it if he is still in the outside corridor. She replied.
 Maybe we should wait a little longer. I proposed.
We sat together in the dark for almost an hour before there was
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